Lena Paul Busts Her Lesbian Big Titty Friend Masturbating On The Bed
It was a sunny afternoon, and the hormones were raging. Lena Paul, the busty camgirl extraordinaire, was on the prowl for a little lunchtime action. She slipped into the room of her secret lover, Natalie, hoping to find the curvy nymphette alone and up for some fun. As Lena tiptoed into the bedroom, she spied Natalie sprawled out on the bed, headphones on, fingers buried in her steaming wet pussy.
Lena grinned wickedly. Time for a little erotic surprise. She snuck up to the bed, leaning down to Natalie’s ear to whisper, “Still at it, you naughty girl? Need some help with that, hmm?”
Natalie squealed in surprise, whipping her head around to stare with wide eyes at Lena. “J-Just a sec!” She fumbled to pull her headphones off and yank her fingers out of her dripping twat. But Lena wasn’t having it. She pounced, pinning Natalie to the bed, their huge tits smashing together as Lena smothered her in an aggressive kiss. “Nope, don’t stop on my account,” Lena purred. “I wanna watch you make yourself cum.”
Blushing furiously, Natalie bit her lip and slowly spread her thighs apart, giving Lena a lewd eyeful of her puffy, wet pink pussy. Lena licked her lips, mesmerized, as Natalie’s fingers returned to plushly curled lips and pushed inside her molten core. Natalie’s hips began to rock, meeting her plunging hand, as lewd wet sounds filled the bedroom. Tricky little fingers worked Natalie’s clit in tight circles, spiraling her toward climax.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Lena breathed, eyes glued to Natalie’s cunt. Her hands roamed, fondling Natalie’s huge, firm tits and pinching her stiff nipples. The two girls writhed together, grinding their bodies, urgent moans and gasps spilling from their lips. Lena could smell Natalie’s intoxicating arousal, feel the heat of her skin.
“Oh god,” Natalie panted, “I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop!” Her fingers pistoned franticly, stuffing her tight hole. Lena dove down between Natalie’s thighs, latching her mouth onto Natalie’s clit. At the first touch of Lena’s hot, skilled tongue, Natalie went rigid, screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm tore through her. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around Natalie’s plunging fingers as Lena greedily lapped up her nectar.
Natalie slumped back on the bed, breasts heaving, still half-lost in the throes of bliss. Lena crawled up her body, buxom form Patriarchal in the dappled light. She rolled a stiff nipple between her fingers before taking it into her hot mouth to suck hungrily. The stimulation reignited Natalie’s nerves and she cried out, arching into Lena’s touch. Her hand found Lena’s huge tits, massaging and caressing.
In the vise of Lena’s strong thighs, Natalie could feel Lena’s wet heat, could smell her lust. Natalie spread two fingers down her own dripping slit and pushed them inside Lena, pumping in time with the pulsing of Lena’s throat around her swollen nipple. Lena moaned around Natalie’s flesh, hips gyrating, chasing more of Natasha’s touch.
Lifting her head, Lena captured Natalie’s mouth, forcing their tongues together in a lewd dance. Natalie fingerfucked Lena with abandon, plunging deeply, curling to hit Lena’s sweet spot over and over. Lena yelped into the kiss, her cunt clenching and fluttering wildly. She ground herself shamelessly on Natalie’s hand, the friction delicious and so needed. Almost there…
Lena’s thumb found Natalie’s aching clit, rubbing hard and fast. בהת, Natalie came with a hoarse cry into Lena’s mouth, pussy gushing and pulsating around Natalie’s fingers. The dual shocks of pleasure pushed Lena over the edge as well. With a desperate keen, Lena’s walls clamped down on Natalie, juices spilling past her pumping fingers, drenching Natalie’s hand.
The two girls collapsed together, entangled and panting, cunt juices mingling on Natalie’s thighs and stomach. They lay there, basking in the delicious after-glow, exchanging languid kisses, stroking each other’s beautiful curves. A thoroughly satisfied smile curved Lena’s lips.
“Looks like you needed that as badly as I did,” Lena purred, self-satisfied.
Natalie just giggled weakly and pulled Lena into a filthy French kiss, all tongues and teeth and passion. Whatever prank Lena had intended was seriously upstaged by the explosive eroticism that had just transpired.
But Lena had a feeling Natalie wouldn’t complain. The panting, blissed out look on the other girl’s face spoke volumes. Mission accomplished.